So here is the finale in the series of Belling ! This one is focused on Thanksgiving and it's actually split into two parts; this part happens the day before Thanksgiving and past (which will be posted tomorrow) is when the real drama and stuff happens and it takes place on Thanksgiving day. I hope you all enjoy the story!

-Vi

P.S - There is a poll on my homepage asking which one of the Belling girls is your favorite so please go vote and maybe I'll put up a random sometime in the future dealing with that sister!! :)

Rachel Anne Belling-Trove's bright blue eyes observed the young couple across the table from her.

Molly Belling, her nineteen year old daughter, was speaking to one of her fiancé's cousins while she toyed with the engagement ring on her finger…a ring that would soon be joined by a beautiful wedding ring tomorrow night. She looked absolutely beautiful tonight which was to be expected, seeing as how it was her rehearsal dinner. She wore a black lace dress which hugged her perfectly fit figure and her curly brown hair was pulled up into a half ponytail, held back with a diamond barrette she borrowed from Rachel.

Absentmindedly, Molly reached out for a glass of wine only to have her hand slapped away by Nathanial Palette, her rather handsome fiancé. She turned away from Nate's cousin to send Nate an angry look which he returned with eye roll before placing a flute of water in front of her and softly kissed her forehead. No, Molly's not pregnant but she did have an alcohol poisoning scare last March and now Nate's paranoid about letting her near alcohol of any sort.

Rachel's attention drifted towards her eldest daughter, Grace-Ann Belling, who was sitting next to her younger triplet sister, Natalie Belling. Grace-Ann, Natalie, and Molly were triplets, born in that order and came from Rachel's second marriage. They all shared the same stunning blue eyes that Rachel was blessed with and all had chestnut brown colored hair. Grace-Ann's flat hair was cut short to her shoulders and she had bangs cut right above her eyelids. Not many people could work that look, but Rachel was proud to say that her daughter was one of the few who could.

Natalie's hand was clasped in that of her fiancés, Alexander Brady. The whole fiancé thing was a new development and their wedding has a long, long wait in front of them. Natalie's blue eyes shone from beneath her side swept bangs and her layered, straight brown hair was currently pulled back into an elegant bun. She laughed at something Grace-Ann said once again, Rachel's eyes drifted.

She continued to look around until she found her youngest daughter and smiled. Courtney Belling turned eighteen earlier this month, on November 13. Courtney was a product of husband number three and was the spitting image of Rachel, which made Rachel subconsciously smug. Courtney had the same honeysuckle blonde hair and blue eyes that her mother had but the similarities stopped there.

Although Rachel would never admit it, the only daughter she could ever really relate to and understand was Molly. Molly was gorgeous and just like Rachel did, she used her looks to her advantage. Molly partied. Molly serial dated. Molly loved to have a good time…well, she did all that stuff up until she got engaged. Actually, she stopped serial sating when she met Nate, but even the fact that she got serious with Nate made sense - Nate was basically the male version of Molly. Nate partied, was a womanizer, and also loved to have a good time. Together they were perfect.

Grace-Ann and Natalie were a little too serious for Rachel's taste, but they were the two oldest children so it kind of made sense. Now what just didn't make any sense at all was Courtney's personality. Courtney should have been a blonde bombshell. She had the looks - all that she really needed was to get out there. Unfortunately, Courtney would rather spend her Saturday nights indoors with a book or something. Sure, she had a life and wonderful friends. Then, there was Courtney's intensely solid relationship with her boyfriend Cole Rebury, but Courtney never strayed or took up any of the offers she got from other guys. It was an odd concept to Rachel, having a relationship that loving and serious.

"Rachel, I think little Tobey wants your attention." Rachel heard her husband, Henry, coo. Rachel turned to him and found him holding a small bundle in his arms. Tobey Benjamin Belling Brady was Rachel's one month old grandchild. Natalie and Alex had the beautiful baby on October 2nd and ever since, the Belling family had been obsessed with him. He had his father's dark blonde hair but he had the trademark Belling blue eyes and loved to be cuddled.

"Awe, come here Tobey." She took the child out of her husbands arms and held him close to her chest. Rachel loved children…she remembered how her own children had started to drift from her when they turned ten or so and she frowned when she realized that she was to busy caught up in her husband drama to really do anything about it.

You see, Henry Trove is actually 39-year-old Rachel's eighth husband. They had gotten married a few months back in July in a very lavish and extraordinary wedding ceremony. While Henry being Rachel's 8th husband in nineteen years makes other peoples head spin, Rachel's barely phased by this little fact. I mean, everyone makes mistakes…it just so happens that Rachel has made seven huge ones in the roman department. Actually, make that six mistakes - she did get the triplets and Courtney out of two of those marriages so those marriages weren't complete failures. Plus, Rachel's sure she got it right this time with 37 year old Henry…he's handsome, the CEO of a publishing company and not to mention great in bed. And with Rachel's beautiful honeysuckle blond hair and captivating blue eyes, she and Henry were a done deal the first time he ever laid eyes on her.

"Excuse me, miss. Are you done?" Rachel looked at the waiter who was asking about her plate.

Oh, he's cute.

Rachel smiled her million watt smile at him and he blushed. Rachel picked up her plate and gracefully placed it in her hands; she let her fingers linger on his hand.

"Hmmm, send my regards to the cook. The meal was delicious." Rachel flirted as she batted her thick black eyelashes. The waiter was so red in the face; he was already putty in her hands. "Oh, you know what? I'll personally write a thank you note….come find me later and I'll give it to you, okay?" Rachel giggled and the waiter nodded, a slightly excited smile coming to his beat red face.

"Y-yes, Miss." He scurried off after glancing behind him back at Rachel and winking.

"Excuse me, can we have everyone's attention please?" Rachel turned away from watching the waiter walk off and focused on the handsome young man who was standing up next to Molly, his fiancée. Rachel smiled.

If there was one thing her daughters obviously picked up from Rachel's many men, it was how to pick 'em, and Nate was proof of that.

"Molly and I would just like to thank you all for coming out here tonight and for your overwhelming support for this…for our marriage. We realize we're young but we also realize that we've been together longer then most people are before getting married and we know so much about each other…we're so in tune with each others lives, its kind of like we could be one person. We know each others likes, dislikes…I know exactly how much sugar she can have in a day before she gets too hyper. I know she likes it when people tease her because it gives her a chance to argue, which is something she loves to do. I know she loves her family which is something I totally understand seeing as how I grew up around them too, and I know that even though she claims that’s it’s a pointless, poorly written show, she has yet to miss an episode of Gossip Girl." Everyone laughed at that one and Molly blushed.

Then, Nate's faced turned strangely serious although a few people could see a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "However, one thing I don't know is what exactly went on at her bachelorette party last night." Molly blushed harder while she tried to glare at him and the ladies in the room howled with laughter.

"Don't tell him anything!" Jane Rebury, Courtney's best friend and one of girls who attended the party, spoke through her giggles. Rachel had to laughed herself; Molly was for the most part a good girl, nothing bad happened.

Nate lost his serious demeanor and smiled at Molly. He winked at her before speaking, "You know I'm kidding, babe. Anyways, my point is that Molly and I…the two of us work together better then any couple I know. We've been through so much shit," Some children gasped and Molly sent him a warning look, "Sorry, I mean, we've been through so many difficult situations that…well, lets just say that if we’ve been able to pull through all of that then there's no stopping us now. And I'm sure that all the people here tonight who've known me since high school were probably in shock when they received that wedding invitation." Molly stopped him suddenly by yanking on his arm and he bent down so that she could whisper something in his ear.

Nate gave a light laughed and nodded before standing straight again.

"Actually, those who knew Molly back in high school were probably surprised too." Everyone laughed. "Anyways, if the most successful self-proclaimed womanizer that this town has ever known," Rachel rolled her eyes, "Is finally willing to settle down with a single girl for the rest of his life, then that in itself should be enough proof that we are totally, completely, irrevocably in love and its going to stay that way for many years to come." He turned his hazel eyes down towards Molly and he smiled softly. "Well babe, I love you. Congratulations, you've got me." Molly grinned at him and stood up before taking his face into her hands and kissing him.

The people in the room clapped and cheered before Molly suddenly pulled away.

"Oh, and by the way - we realize tomorrow's Thanksgiving and I'm really sorry that we scheduled the wedding for tomorrow. At the time we didn't even realize that-" Nate cut her off by pulling her head back for a firm kiss, causing more cheers and laughter to erupt throughout the room. Molly wrapped her arms around his neck and his arms went towards her waist and Rachel turned to look at Tobey whose blue eyes were also focused in on Molly and Nate.

"See that, Tobey?" Rachel cooed to him. "It's called love."

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"Mom?" Rachel turned from her computer where she was currently Facebook stalking one of her friends and raised her eyebrows as Molly entered the room clad in sweatpants and one of Nate's big T-Shirts.

"Yes?" She asked as Molly came to stand in front of her desk in the study room. Molly shifted from her left foot to her right and Rachel couldn't help but smile - that was a habit Molly had picked up from Rachel's 4th husband when she was much younger. "Shouldn't you be asleep, Moll? You're getting married tomorrow!" Rachel suddenly scolded.

"I have trouble sleeping when Nate's not here." Molly breathed before shaking her head. "Mom, I'm scared." She finally said.

"Scared of what? Sleeping alone? I'm sure your sisters would be more then willing to have a sleepover thing with you-"

"Not of that, mom!" Molly said with an eye roll. "Of getting married."

"Oh." Rachel scratched an imaginary scratch on the back of her head before standing up and leaning into the desk across from Molly. "Well what are you scared of?"

"Everything, mom." Molly moaned before collapsing in a chair.

"Everything?!" Rachel groaned before following suit and falling into her own chair. "Isn't it a little late be realize these fears, Molly?"

"I've had them for a very long time, mother. I've just been pushing them to the back of my head! But I can't ignore it anymore not when…not when everything's working against us!" Molly cried and Rachel couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Lets cut the dramatics, Molly-"

"I'm not trying to be dramatic, mother! Listen to me! Number one, I'm only nineteen-"

"You'll be twenty in two months." Rachel pointed out.

"Yeah, I know. That’s what Grace-Ann told me. But still, twenty is kind of young-"

"People only think its young to get married because they feel as though by twenty years of age, you haven't dated around enough and stuff like that. Trust me, you have no problem in that department."

"Okay, fine. But then there's the fact that both Nate and I are still in college-"

"You're graduating soon and didn't Nate's family buy you two a small house as a wedding present?" Molly's eyes widened in shock at this bit of news.

Oops.

"Oh, I guess it was supposed to be a surprise. Forget I said that. What else is bothering you?"

"Ummm…oh, well here's a big problem: Joyce, Nate's mother, hates me."

"Oh hush, Nate's mother does not hate you. No one hates you. You're impossible to hate."

"No mom, you're thinking of Natalie. I was the popular party girl - the person people loved to secretly hate, remember?" Once again, Rachel rolled her eyes. "Plus, she really does hate me. She tried to break me and Nate up once!"

"But she didn't succeed, did she?" Rachel pointed out and she watched as Molly's blue eyes looked away.

"Actually…she did." Rachel's eyes widened. "Remember? We only got back together on St. Patrick's Day…"

"Oh…right…well…" Rachel bit her bottom lip. Okay, so her maternal instinct wasn't the best but she should at least think of something comforting to say about this situation, right?

Like maybe the fact that the reason Joyce hates Molly is all because of Rachel? Because of something Rachel did a long time ago that Joyce has never (and probably will never) let go of?

Molly searched Rachel's face to see if she could find one once of motherly advice lingering to come out…but she found none. Molly stood up and shook her head before silently and swiftly making her way towards the door.

"Molly, wait." Rachel tried but it was too late; Molly was gone. Rachel groaned and let her head fall onto her desk. Why couldn't she be more motherly? More helpful? Ugh.

"Mom?" Rachel lifted her head and quickly tried to pull herself together as her youngest daughter walked in through the door.

"Hi, baby." Courtney smiled faintly at her mother but there was no mistaking the signs on distress on the young girls face. Rachel sighed. "What do you need?"

Courtney took a deep breath.

"Okay so I just saw Molly walk out of here and…okay, mom I need you to promise not to get mad at me or anything."

"I promise." Rachel muttered and Courtney nodded.

"Good because…mom, its really, really, important for you to make this marriage to Henry work." She forced herself to spit out. Rachel's eyes widened and she felt a tug of anger pull at her.

"Excuse me?" She demanded.

"You promised you wouldn't get mad!" Courtney reminded her.

"Well that was before I realized-"

"Are you honestly going to tell me that you never thought that I would come foreword and say this? If I didn't then someone else would have! Mom, you have been married eight times. Eight! Do you even realize how this has effected the four of us while we've been growing up?" Courtney angrily spoke; a dangerous spark in her blue eyes.

Rachel was a bit surprised because this was so unlike Courtney. She had never seen her daughter so…cross.

"Well I-"

"No, mom. You don't! After growing up wit you. I barely believe in love anymore, let alone marriage. As a matter of fact, if it wasn't for Cole then I'd think that love was a totally made up concept…I saw you flirting with that waiter earlier tonight." Rachel rolled her eyes.

"Oh that was harmless fun; I left before he even had a chance to find me!"

"It's the principle of the matter!" Courtney snapped. She took a deep breath as if to calm herself and Rachel stayed silent. "Okay…mom…I really, really need for you to make this marriage work. You need to make it work if not for yourself or me then for Molly whose about to walk down that aisle tomorrow night, or Natalie whose going to be doing it too within the next two years. Please mom." Her voice broke a little on the last two words and Rachel's heart hurt a little. Rachel nodded and Courtney smiled lightly at her before kissing her cheek and walking out.

She was halfway out the doorway when she stopped, her eyes on the ground.

"Thank you mom, for doing this. I…I just feel as if I should tell you the other main reason I came in here to tell you this. You see, there's a reason Molly lives so…crazily. There's a reason she's so nervous about tomorrow…about getting married to Nate." Courtney turned her head to look up at Rachel a split second before she walked back to her room. "She doesn't want to end up like you."

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